An observation
When playing boardgames, I often run up against the rough side of luck. Perhaps the person to my left is taking all my s#!t, perhaps the dice are unfriendly, perhaps I only pick the bad cards...in any case, I am clearly the victim of circumstance. Obviously, the opposite is true when I do well at a boardgame. In this instance, bad luck has failed to impede my brilliant plans. I gain respect, and rise in the minds of my competitors. I smell different, and the ladies want my number. Too bad, ladies.
An emotional reaction
Hey, unexploded cluster bomblets of the world's wars, lying dormant but deadly in the countryside of Europe and Asia...you suck. Hey USA and Russia, nice going on NOT SIGNING THE STUPID TREATY TO STOP MAKING GOSHDARNED CLUSTER BOMBS.
I'm shaking my head in disbelief...
...at this editorial in the NYT. I mean, seriously, we haven't shared the most basic medical knowledge with these people? "This is sa-aa-alt with magical no-swollen-neck, no-retarded powder. Boogah woogah!"
(Zed)
Cluster bombs can GO SUCK AN EGG.
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